Long Idylls Poems

Angel, No Romantic Heart Could Forget
  ( Collaboration R. Lindley & K. Hunt )

Desiring to feel again, thy warmest touch, 
Dreams that have faded into distant past, 
Love burning hot in our hearts was...

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Desiring to feel again, thy warmest touch, 
Dreams that have faded into distant past, 
Love burning hot in our hearts was too much, 
Its glow and ardor faded too fast, 
Thou wouldst have had eternal...

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Tiphereth

Centre, She, who holds the light
Connection abundant placed to description
Concentration, He, in all the names
Of beauty
Filtered from the through put out pouring skies
Entrusted to perception
Before these provoking eyes

Solar Plexus

Third state consciousness and invocation
Her Aeon vibration
Calling
These...

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A Night of Walpurgis
By Sy Roth

The April moon hung in the sky
Full, like nightshade fighting off the darkness
The strident masses hung about the street corners
Chests puffed out readying to rid the night 
With Walpurgis bonfires...

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We went to sleep for but a little while
 I met you in my dreams. 

You delivered to me 
all your stories
all throughout the little while 
all throughout the years. 




The Dilettante Diaries: “The Dream”

You...

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Aunt Verna  really loved my benign timbre, the way I cuddled words as they came out.
Treasure troves unlocked with mystic reverence, would add a little sunshine for awhile.
How cleverly I sculpted rustic idylls as...

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From a gem-encrusted window’s moonlit sash,
I peer vacantly on monetesque impressions,
 as they wander every ink shade hue  pathway.
bag lady street hail loner, 
water colour lachrymose plight,
 across the spillway nights-cape,
cul-de-sac of shadow flitting,
...

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Solar Plexus  ( Sun of The Soul )

Tiphereth

Centre she holds the light
Connection to description
Concentration of all the names
Of beauty
Filtered from out pouring skies
Entrusted to perception
Before these provoking eyes

Solar Plexus
Third state consciousness
Her Aeon vibration
Calling
Proposition to...

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In youth, I wrote many poems of rhyme,
	quatrains flowing freely on the lines.
Here and there a couplet would unwind
	and on occasion quintains undefined.
As time progressed, I tried my hand
	at Japanese Haiku and tanka you
	but mine...

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The mornings create renewed hope
As lovers make plans to elope
And friends discover how to cope
Which contours a kaleidoscope
Of vibrantly affected dreams
Delightful colored potentials
From wondrous heavenly angels
Removing cruel, harsh troubles
Reassuring lost self-esteem

The afternoons bring enriched faith
The...

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In the swaying middle of a dangerous voyage
To climes of far sunnier look and ripening age, 
I often fight the doubts of a death-daring wreck;
Questioning the exact wisdom of my lonely trek. 

Not that I...

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Fickle sunbeams tickle fluttering daydreams...…

Lyrical lapping lullaby encores...

Gingerly stroke sandy shell shattered shores..

Starlings spy…sky high murmurations...

Skimming stones....slicing silky sheens..

Voluptuously verdant riddles…islands within idylls...

Scattered daffy darlings..dilly dally...

Sunshine splattered chlorophyll candles...

Animosity as an ersatz monstrosity shines…

Saluting highfalutin...

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Iron bars do not such a penitentiary make 
  as the flesh and muscle construct that enfolds 
the thoughts and idylls of your mystic travel 
  through the byways and the arteries of...

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Varying tactics to deftest tongues, 
I find it a futile taxing of tired lungs; 
She hears finer tropes with disdain, 
And loves lips that deal daring pain.

For fibs she sworn truths exchanged; 
At once dazzled...

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The light is golden,
The water spills and gushes over the ruined brick wall,
Its onetime captor.
The air is warm, yet not burning,
The warmth of the hearth.

The air is alive with the idylls of the birds,
Spiced with...

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We, in the heart of midnight, connected, 
Charged by electronic parables spun 
Through cables and channels of fragile fibre, 
Close-knit and ambitious to be as one. 

The amethyst drape of coffee shadows, 
Heliotrope hands of...

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